Chapter 56

“…think about the good times sometimes, of course I do.” Chris’s voice.

“That’s all I can ever think about, baby. They were all good times, Chris. I love you. I miss you so much.” Salt-and-Pepper, apparently. He was in the apartment; they mustn’t be that serious of enemies. I knew this conversation was absolutely none of my business, and that I should creep back into my apartment and quietly pull the balcony door shut behind me, but I was suddenly rooted to my chair, holding my breath lest I miss an important detail.

“Jeff, that’s sweet and everything, but I don’t know…”

“Chris, I know I did some things wrong. Honey, don’t you think I’ve been kicking myself every day since you left for losing my temper like that? For treating you that way? You know that’s not me. I love you. I think about you all the time.”

“Yeah, well, I guess you never know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone.”